Bangtan~ Part Of Me

~Bangtan Boys~

     "You've had enough." Jungkook huffs, hoisting me onto his shoulder and securing me with his arm. I squeal at the sudden movement as I punch his back, hoping he'd put me down.

     "Jungkook oppa!" I yelp, still punching him. Not hard punches that would hurt him, please, like I of all people would hurt Jungkookie. But, softer punches that would only irritate him enough to set me down so I can demand an explantion. Finally, after he escapes with me from the large crowded room in to a silent, more spacious room, he sets me down on the sheeted bed. I meet his hard gaze. "Mueoseulyo??? (What???)"

     "Hajima! (Stop it!) Quit doing that!" He demands. I look up at him and scrunch my eyebrows together.

     "What are you talking about??" I question. "Your friends?" I shake my head and smile. "Whats the matter with them?" He looks at me, studying me through his deep beautiful eyes. He places his hands on his hips
And looks me over.

     "I'm just telling you to be careful, Jinny." He says calmly. I get up and smile, wrapping my arms around him.

     "I think i got this, Kookie." I say reassuringly, placing a light kiss on his cheek and leave him in the room alone.

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     Here's the deal. Those boys.. They're dangerous, they aren't what you think. They are a group of mad, reckless but amazing guys. Some of them look out for me. One of them is my best friend, one of them is like a brother to me, and the other is way closer to me than you think he is. Once you actually meet them under the steel armor they have, they are pretty chill and somewhat protective over a person that means a lot to them. They are sweet guys, but other people are just... Plain rude to them. The guys despise them, the girls, well, some of them tend to drape themselves over the boys for attention and love. I, on the other hand, watch these things happen.

     As I stand in the clearing hallway of our decent highschool, I notice a girl hooking her arm in J-Hope's and Jungkook's arm. She giggles, bats her eyes lashes, smiles and all that jazz to flirt her way into their oer crowded and pressuring, lives. Sometimes I wonder if they just want to snap at them to scare them away. But they don't. Do I have a problem with that? No not really. But they just need to know their boundaries. They need to know when the metal can on longer bend. The boys laugh with her for a while, not bothering to unhook their arms until she does it herself and waves at them to enter her next class. I lean off my locker and walk in between them. They greet me with kind words and smiles. But their expression immediately hardens at seeing the image of the "top" three guys at our school. Their supposedly the kings. Cheesy and stereo typical, am I right?? Alright, so these guys live on stolen goods and move every now and then from abandoned houses to factories and what not. I need a new address just in case I want to visit, so I even have a jar for that. That's how many I have. Obviously, I'm not supposed to hang around guys with a low profile, of course they aren't low in my eyes. They just need to be cut some slack. I still hangout with them because my mom thinks they are acing most of their classes. Some of them are, some of them aren't. The ones that aren't include my Jungkook-oppa. Frankly, I'm his tutor. My mom knows I tutor some students. Just... Not these ones.

     "Jinny." J-Hope calls. I lift my head from my history textbook.

     "Ne? (Yes?)" I reply, meeting his gaze.

     "Jinny-shi." He repeats.

     "What??" I say again, shaking my head at him. He smiles and laughs nudging Jungkook for permission to play another one of his tricks on me. I send Kookie a stern look. He just shrugs and goes back to reading. I nod at myself like I've done a good job.

     "Jinny-ah!" J-Hope shouts. Passing me several looks in his way of being cute. In other words... His aegyo. I sigh and roll my eyes, realizing what I have to say to get him to stop.

     "Yes oppa-Hoseok?" I force the words through my slightly clenched teeth, also trying to smile without growing imaginary fangs. Jungkook clears his throat after hearing my forced response. Hobi smirks in triumph and throws his hands in the air. He turns to Jungkook and receives no eye contact, but only a smile and chuckles. I sigh once more and go back to reading only to feel a gentle kick at my ankle. Another chuckle escapes one of the boys. I shrug it off and continue reading. Another kick. I look up and meet the eyes of all seven Bangtan boys.

     "We gotta go now, princess." Namjoon, their "leader" states. Jungkook and J-hope are already out of their seats. I huff and get up, packing my stuff and follow behind them as they begin to march out the doors of the school library. They live in a rather spacious area, this time around. They found a huge factory the other day while all of us were strolling alleyways to get out of sight of various police.
     Namjoon swings open the door, careful not to make so much of a screeching noise. We all file inside and slump down on their sleeping bags and make an effort to get comfortable. I look up at the rusted ceiling well high above us. Few chains hang from the ceiling. Geez, this place may be big, but its creeping me out. Jin looks at me, studying me.

     "Huge, right?" He asks. I nod in response and look over at Jungkook who's still actually trying to read. I feel a sense of pride poke at me. "We won't be staying here for long, though." The eldest adds heaving a sigh. "Its nice and all, bug some kid in this room almost led the city patrols here earlier this week. And they've been patrolling this place for hours and hours on end." He explains. And that some kid, that's Kookie. He's the youngest, not including me. I'm a a few months younger than him. Instead of looking up, he continues to read his history book. I reach over and pull the book down so I can see his dark eyes.

     "Oi. Oppa." I coo. He looks at me and I pull the book down and out of his grasp, closing it and setting it down on his bookbag. "Take a break." I add and he sighs, looking at the rest of the boys.

     "Aish, Jinsyeong." V complains. I loom at him and scrunch my eyebrows together. Now, Taehyung here, he's a brother to me. "Don't call him oppa." He says, crossing his arms. I roll my eyes and lean closer to Jungkook's ear, teasing V and whisper, Ooooppppaaa. V narrows his eyes at me and gives a slight chuckle. "Just be careful. Ihae doeseyo? (Do you understand?)" He looks at me, his expression switching to stern.

     "Ne, hyung." I answer, nodding. Suga walks over to V, nudging him and whispering something in his ear. I look at him, studying the shape of his lips every words he speaks. He then scoots over and leaned against the way next to V. I sigh and look over at Jungkook. Who's nose is back in the history book.

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